Long time, no see.  With Facebook being my primary communication tool, and the fact that blogging takes more effort than hitting a "like" or "share" button I easily fell off the blogger bandwagon.  I have  no delusions that I'm starting fresh and new and will post every Thursday at 3pm, because that simply isn't me.  That said there are so many things that happen and I see the value of keeping track of them.  This very well be my only post for the next 2 years.  We'll have to see.

Now on to an update.  Lets see, since last I posted about fitting into my "goal pants" those pants are now a little too big which isn't a bad thing.  Especially when you take into consideration I had another baby in that time.  Yeah.  Arwen Roene Katherman is now a jabbering toddler (20 months old).  Her sister, Aeslyn Inez is 3, tiny, sweet, and increasingly independent.  The reason I am trying the blog thing again is that so many adorable, wonderful things are getting lost in the moment and I'm sure one day the girls will appreciate having stories about them as little ones.  

Here are some pictures.  Not in any particular order, but gives an overall snapshot of what the past couple years have looked like.

Pumpkins carved for Halloween 2010

This was one of the first muriels Aeslen drew in our house.  This wasn't the last, sigh :( ,and I'm sure there are many more to come.  She has been educating her little sister on the art of vandalism this fall.  Presently there is red crayon on my office floor and blue marker on the front door.  Also, pen and marker on my couch (picture found later on)

 So willing to set on Santa's lap.  Arwen was the brave one and showed her sister it's not so bad.  Not sure why she looks so bucktoothed in this picture, but it's sweet anyway.  Also, doesn't she have awesome eyes?

 Finally got the courage to ask Santa for a bike.  I'm glad Aeslyn is young enough I got to guide her to ask for the gift Santa had already gotten for her as she wanted to be ready for the big day before Halloween (yes, I actually can be on top of things, occasionally)

Oh no, Oh no, Oh no.  I think when I took this picture it sunk in that cutting hair isn't a game and it's (semi)permanent.  Lucky for us my stylist was able to squeeze her in a few days later to clean it up.

Ready to play in the first snow of the year!

 ....and mom waves her white flag of surrender.  Where's the chocolate?

Love you Santa...you're not so scary after all.

This is what happens when you leave a toddler unattended for 12 minutes.  This is Aeslyn when I was first pregnant with Arwen.  Those are diaper wipes all over the floor.

 I'm adorable...dumbo ears and all!

Meeting Cousin Katie.  Yes, Uncle Brice got married and now has created a wide eyed, red headed princess.  Welcome to the Family Katie Sherratt.

Attention:  No amount of potato chip bribes and sister hugs will calm me from being woken up from my nap to have a blinding light flashed in my face repeatedly!

Our little family all 4th of July'd out.  Thanks to Doug Havens (Digital Knight Photography) for the beautiful pictures we got to send on to Uncle David.

First Potty Training Success Prize!!  Win for EVERYONE :)

The sight I saw when I turned around from my desk and had a mini mommy heart attack.  

Here's another all too common mommy heart attack moment.  I don't know where the girls keep finding markers.  I am positive we have never owned as many as they find. And why can't I ever find a Sharpie when I need one?  Glad I've always wanted to re-cover this couch anyway...Maybe for Christmas.

I love my daddy!  Aeslyn, summer of 2012

Arwen meets daddy.  Arwen was born in a beautiful historic home in Pleasant Grove that now serves as a natural birthing center.  What an amazing experience!  I'll have to dedicate a post to this event so you can all hear how wonderful and different it was from the normally expected situation.

Have I ever mentioned I hate our mail lady?  This is the condition our mail reaches us in quite regularly.  I tried to complain to the post master, but he was even a bigger meanie-pants about it that she is.

In me, on me...what's the difference?  Arwen likes to experience her food using ALL the senses.

Sleeping comfortably after being born.  Really?  Yes!  I love the birth center!

This is what happens if you get in the car too quickly, flustered and irritated.  Phones get left on the roof of the car, fly off into a busy street, left for 10 hours, run over repeatedly.... RIP best phone I've ever had.  

Cookies with Santa and Mrs. Claus.  

We adore this tradition created by our family photographer, Julie Williams.  

Best pic of Arwen from our summer family photos.  She cried the ENTIRE shoot :(

Temper tantrums are tiring work!  Summer 2012

Welcome out Arwen Roene.  We're so glad to have you safe and sound in our arms.

(again, birth center is the only way I ever want to have my babies from now on.  Big bed I get to share with my hubby, birth attendants who give you foot rubs and snacks and juice instead of finger pricks and IV's, and scolding for eating.  Warm bath and luxurious bathrobe after having baby.  Just thinking about it I want to go give birth RIGHT NOW!)